Hey you guys! Thanks to all of ya'll who added this story to their alerts! it means a ton! So, I'm trying to write as much as I possibly can seeing as i'm starting Hamlet in school and its gonna start kicking my ass. haha.

Keep in mind: THIS IS A VERY OOC EDWARD. Well for now at least. He's very cocky and VERY sexy :D and just btw...I play the violin so I know what i'm talking about with the terminology. lol.

The songs that are in this chapter I will post in my profile!! I HIGHLY recommend you listen to both of them. The classical piece is absolutely gorgeous so please listen to it! Thanks a million guys!!!

It would mean SOOOOOOO much if you guys would review...it would be a major confidence boost for me!!! Haha.

Well READ ON, READERS. READ ON.


EPOV

"Edward, give us an 'A.'" Our conductor, Aro, told me. I stood up and placed my violin on my shoulder and lightly pulled my bow across the A string. The vibrations hummed in my ears and I looked up at Aro for more instructions. Aro was an older man, in his mid sixties, with frail-looking, papery skin that was pale and wrinkled with age. The crows feet around his eyes were a result of all the laughter I'm sure he experience in his lifetime.

He smiled lightly. "Ah, everyone take this 'A.'" The rest of the orchestra began tuning their strings and the wind section tuned their instruments. I sat back down in my seat and tuned the rest of my strings quickly. Rosining my bow, I set it lightly on the stand and closed my case beside me.

"Ah, shit." I cursed under my breath.

"What?" My stand partner Jasper asked.

"I left my music in my other case," I told him. "Do you have yours?"

He rolled his eyes at me. "Don't I always?" I chuckled as he pulled out his sheet music for our rehearsal and set it on the stand. Jasper was one of the most reliable people I knew. I met him my sophomore year at Julliard. He became my flat mate along with my sister Alice. It was no secret that he'd been vying for her attention all throughout college, and she obviously felt the exact same way. It was beyond maddening watching them flirt shamelessly with each other until finally one day Jasper got the balls to ask her out.

I rolled my eyes internally as I thought about the way they were practically attached at the hip now. Alice had even given up her potential Fashion Designing opportunity in New York to move back to Seattle with us. She claimed she was moving for the same reason as both of us; New York was just too far away from home. But I knew better. And Jasper was too blinded by love to understand why she denied the job opportunity and simply settled for designers here in Seattle.

It almost made me disgusted how in love they were. On more than one occasion, I found myself leaving their presence in order to escape the love pouring off of them. It only made me feel worse. And…jealous, perhaps? That Jasper had found love so early, and with my sister nonetheless, and I had yet to come close. Most of the time, loneliness didn't bother me. In fact, I relished it. I could compose. I could write. I could really be myself when I was alone.

However, time alone was few and far between what with rehearsals five hours every week day and Jasper setting me up with practically every girl in the greater Seattle area. It was getting more and more ridiculous. Every time he would coax me in by saying how beautiful she was, or how intelligent she was. And then when I would meet her, sure she'd be alright to take to bed, but I wasn't the clichéd "starving musician" that gets high and sleeps with women to get inspiration. Granted, every woman in the greater Seattle area was practically throwing themselves at me. I mean, why wouldn't they? I was talented. I was smart. I was rich and successful. And I was attractive.

And out of all the women in the greater Seattle area, every single one of them that I had dated was either unattractive, idiotic, or completely dense. I was really beginning to question Jasper's choice in women for me.

"Yo, Edward!" Jasper waved his hand in front of my face, snapping me out of my reverie. "We're starting." He gestured to Aro whose smile was trying as he raised his baton and glanced over at me.

"Are you ready, Mr. Cullen? Or shall we wait a few more moments for you to get situated?" He asked cynically. I cleared my throat.

"No, I'm ready."

"Wonderful. Barber. Adagio. From the top." Aro stated as he glanced around the orchestra once more before taking a deep breath and cuing us in. Adagio for Strings by Samuel Barber is probably one of the most beautifully wrenching classical pieces of all time. It had always been one of my absolute favorites. Very fitting with my lonely lifestyle. I had been thrilled when I found my orchestra was going to be playing it.

I breathed deeply and closed my eyes, not needing the sheet music. The notes and phrases were already in my heart. The simple, yet intricately intertwined melody danced across the strings as I listened across the orchestra just as much as I played. The music flowed through me as my body moved with each slow caress of my bow. The song came to a dramatic climax before slowly coming down in to a whisper before finally fading away.

"Excellent!" Aro exclaimed. "I believe that everything will be ready for next tomorrow's concert. Excellent job everyone. Now, leave." He excused us before walking off stage. "Wait." He popped his head through the curtain for a moment. "Take the day off from rehearsal tomorrow. But be at the dress rehearsal at five o'clock dressed and ready. Concert at seven." And with that he left us to pack up and head home.

"Hey," Jasper called as he zipped up his case. "You wanna grab a bite to eat? It's almost seven."

I shook my head. "Nah, I'll catch up with you later. I have to get home."

He raised his eyebrows. "You sure?" He smiled knowingly. "Have a hot date?"

I rolled my eyes at him and laughed cynically. "Oh yeah. I can't wait to get laid tonight. Her name's Megan. Megan Fox."

He laughed and gathered his music off the stand, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "Good choice, my man. Good choice. Well, you have fun with Megan. I actually do have a date tonight." He sighed wistfully and I made a gagging noise.

"Fuck you, Cullen." He glared at me then quickly composed himself. "On second thought," He smirked. "Never mind. Don't fuck me. I'm sure your sister would be happy to do that for me."

I gasped. "Ugh, Jazz! What the fuck! You just broke the guy code! A dude that is going out with his best friend's sister does not EVER speak about fucking said sister. I think I'm scarred for life." I shuddered. Just the picture of them two—together—having—I quickly shook the thought out of my head as Jasper erupted into a fit of laughter.

"Serves you right, Cullen." He smirked before turning on his heel and walking off the stage as I slung my case over my shoulder. I caught up with him easily and started to head out of the theater and into the pouring rain.

"Yo, Jazz!" I called after him. "You need a ride? I can drop you off at your apartment." I offered.

He shook his head. "Nah, but thanks man. I'm actually going to head over to Alice's now. She's got some new flat mate that she wants me to meet. She says that they are best friend. And any friend of Alice's is a friend of mine."

I nodded, understanding. Alice has always been really friendly and charismatic. I'm not surprised that she got a flat mate so quickly. She had the habit of making friends in the strangest places. "Okay. I'll see you later, Jazz." I told him as I walked toward my Volvo.

"Have fun with Megan!" He called over his shoulder and I shook with laughter, shaking my head at his idiocy. Popping the trunk, I threw my case in the back and hopped in the car, running my fingers through my unruly hair damp with condensation. I sighed, deciding it was a lost cause and revved the car, speeding down the street to my apartment to drop off my instrument then change to go on a run. The rain had slowed to a light mist by the time I had arrived at me apartment, which was perfect for running. The light droplets of rain provided the perfect antidote for a sweaty body while running. After I got into my apartment I put my case over by my Steinway Grand piano then walked to my answering machine to check my messages.

Hey, Edward…A female voice cooed on the other line. It's me…Lauren. I had a great time on our date last…dinner was amazing…dessert was even better. I almost gagged at her lack of sexuality. Please call me again soon…I'll be waiting.

"Delete." I murmured to myself. "Yeah, I call you back…when hell freezes over." My date last night had been boring as fuck. She wasn't smart. She wasn't interesting. She was fairly good-looking, but nothing special. And she wasn't good enough. Thankfully, none of my other unwanted admirers hadn't called me so I was free to change and go on my run.

I stripped down and threw on a pair of basketball shorts and a muscle shirt, grabbed my iPod armband, my iTouch and a bottle of water before heading out the door.

You've got this new head filled up with smoke. And I've got my veins all tangled closed…I smiled at the first song on my shuffle. Ah, Taking Back Sunday.

I found myself beginning to sing along with the lyrics, not really paying attention to the world around me as my lungs began to burn with effort. Sweat poured down my forehead and my white shirt was becoming transparent between the sweat and the light rain.

We lay, we lay together…just not too close, too close…how close is close enough?

"I just wanna break you down so badly," I sang loudly, my eyes closed as the mist flowed across my face. "While I trip over everything thing you say. I just wanna break you down so badly…in the worst w—" I abruptly cut off when I ran into to something, or someone, hard. My eyes shot open and what was revealed behind closed lids was a petite brunette that I had knocked over. Ashamed, I immediately pulled out my ear buds and crouched down to help her up.

"Miss? Miss? God, I am SO sorry." I held out my hand for her to take, but she didn't respond. "Are you okay, miss?" Then she looked up from beneath her silky mahogany curtain and revealed the most beautiful sight I had ever seen in my life. Deep pools of molten chocolate, filled with annoyance pierced into my eyes. I felt vulnerable under her stare and quickly looked away and stood up, not making eye contact with her as I held out my hand for her to help her up.

"Yes, I'm just fine." She said curtly. I stifled a gasp at her smooth, seductive voice. The sound was incredibly sensual though I knew she didn't intend it that way. I still never looked her way again, terrified that I would become trapped inside her gaze again, but I did feel her take my hand. A shock coursed through my body at her touch and she immediately snatched it back, leaving my hand tingling from the contact. It was obvious that she felt the same thing because I chanced a peek in her direction and noted that she was lightly caressing her hand.

I noticed her adorable blush and the way she composed herself, and I couldn't stifle the smirk that tugged on the corners of my lips when she turned on a heel but tripped over her own feet. My hands shot out reflexively and wrapped around her slender waist. Again, I felt the shocking sensation making contact at so many points of my body and I dared whispering in her ear.

"You know," I breathed in her ear. "You really should be more careful where you walk."

She gasped and immediately pulled away from me, turning to face me and I noted her facial features for the first time. She was…stunning. Her heart shaped face, donned pale, creamy skin which set off the dark shade of her hair perfectly. She had the most adorable nose, scrunched up in frustration. Her cheeks still held a light blush that I found maddening and her full, kissable lips were pursed as she crossed her arms over her ample cleavage that peeked out above her deep sapphire v-neck sweater. Her slender neck was begging me to kiss along the skin there and her subtle curves were driving me mad. I finally made my way up to her eyes, fully intending on charming her into going out with me.

It had never been a problem for me before. I smiled crookedly and opened my mouth to speak. But she held up a hand, effectively cutting me off.

"Cut the cocky smile, jackass." She stated. My jaw hung open in shock as I processed what she had said. She had no right to call me that! I had never said anything wrong! I had only helped her out.

"Hey, I'm not a jackass. If you recall correctly, I'm the one who saved your sorry ass from falling again. Or did my mere presence trigger short-term memory loss?" I retorted. Shit! Shut the fuck up, dick! You're saying all the wrong things! You're supposed to be charming her! My inner voice yelled.

Her eyes were shocked. I had caught her off-guard, but she was fast on her feet, mentally anyway. "No, I remember everything perfectly, thank you. Your mere presence did however trigger something else…" She walked up to me slowly, seductively, smiling and pressed herself against my chest. My breath caught in my throat and she leaned up to whisper in my ear.

"This," She whispered before stomping on my foot. Really motherfucking hard.

"Ah, fuck!" I yelped in pain. "What the hell?!"

It was her turn to smirk at me. "That's what you get, you cocky bastard." And with that she turned on a heel and walked back from the direction she came from. The throbbing in my foot had almost subsided, but unfortunately, my word vomit didn't.

"Hey! Weren't you going the other direction?" I called out after her, smirking at her when she turned and muttered something under her breath before knocking into me as she walked past me. I turned and started running backwards and watched until she was out of sight.

And I was certain about one thing. I HAD to see her again.


Yes, I KNOW it's short. Today was a half day for me...so I just wrote whatever I had time to write between when I got home at 3 until violin lessons and dinner...so I restarted around 7:30 and just finished it so....sorry if its too short. chapters will get longer if you want them to be longer!! LEMME KNOW!!

You Found Me is ON HIATUS until I say otherwise. I WILL pick it up...I'm just not sure when I'll have time. Thanks again!

Your Friendly Neighborhood Twilighter,

Jessica \m/ :p \m/